Loud rap music echoed across from hotel room 315. Tina recognized the song being played. The song was called " It's your Birthday" by 50 cent and it was one of her favorite songs. Vinny hated rap music. In fact he despised it and claimed it gave him a migraine headache. The inmates in prison used to play rap music on their radios and he would steal their radios, break it into little pieces, and flush it down the toilet.
Vinny was trying to set up a metal detector device that could sense the faintest sign of metal as small as a sewing needle. The music from next door grew louder and teenage punks could be heard hooting and hollering. The Gadget Man beat on the wall with his fist." Keep it down over there!" He shouted. He heard kids laughing and someone replied " Hey why don't you come over and make me."
Vinny fondled the 9mm in his hoody pocket and mulled over whether or not to shoot each and everyone of those punks. He already killed a handful of people but couldn't keep killing everyone he came in contact with or eventually he would get caught. He reluctantly let go of the gun and pulled his hand out of his pocket. He looked at Tina and gazed into her pretty blue starry eyes. She seemed to be in awe with the way Vincent meticulously had the place set up. Wires running up the wall and electronic equipment being set up that she was unfamiliar with. Evidently Vinny spent a lot of money on this kidnapping project and it seemed rather frivolous to go into all this effort for two hundred thousand dollars. Then she remembered Vinny had asked for two hundred and ten thousand dollars which seemed kind of odd as well.
The Gadget Man wore his black leather gloves while he worked and Tina soon got bored watching him and turned on the T.V. She flipped through the channels but didn't find anything about herself on T.V. This was Chicago after all so she wasn't really all that surprised. Big stuff happened out in this city all the time. Vinny was standing on his tippy-toes with a staple gun stapling a small camera into the corner of the ceiling when they both heard keys jingling outside the door. Tina looked at Vinny and he signaled for her to remain quiet. Vincent pulled up his pant leg and pulled out a long sharp hunting knife then turned out the lights and stood by the door. Tina had no idea who was trying to break in but she knew it was about to get ugly so she hid under the bed. The jingling sound grew faint but when Vinny put his ear to the door knob he could hear a key slowly being inserted. Vincent gripped the hunting knife tightly in his hand and crouched beside the door. Using the 9mm with the silencer would be so much easier but Vinny didn't like the sulfuric smell that someone passing by could possibly detect. Plus he didn't feel like prying more bullets out of a dead body with the needle nose pliers.
Vincent pinned himself taut against the wall and rested his free hand lightly on the door knob. He could feel the knob turning slowly. Someone was definitely trying to sneak their way in. When the knob could turn no more the door slowly started to open. The first thing that poked through the door was a shaky arm brandishing a knife. Vincent slammed the arm into the doorway and the knife fell to the floor. He pulled the intruder inside and slit his throat faster than you can say " Jack Robinson". The intruder made a pratfall to the floor and Tina could feel the thud from his fall. Vinny turned the light on then kicked the intruder in his side to make sure he was dead.
Tina got up from under the bed and gaped when she recognized the intruder. The desk clerk lay motionless on the floor with his tongue sticking out. Blood was trickling down his neck and obscuring his offensive tattoos then reaching it's way all over his white tank top. A condom lay 3 inches from his left hand.
The voices in the Gadget Man's head were congratulating him and cracking jokes about the whole situation. A tingling sensation rushed through Vinny's body and he fell on the floor next to the dead man. Spurts of laughter started out soft but grew more intense. Pretty soon Vinny was laughing hysterically holding his abdomen and rolling around on the ground like a pig in the mud. His laughter grew so loud that the teenagers next door pounded on the wall.
" Hey buddy are you okay over there?" Shouted a teenage punk from behind the wall.
Neither Vinny nor Tina responded. After 2 minutes Vinny's psychotic episode finally diminished and he lit up a cigarette to calm his nerves. He put the hunting knife back in his ankle holster but used the desk clerk's tank top to clean it off first. Vinny put on his UNAbomber sunglasses then peeped out the door to see if anyone was coming." Come on. We have to get out of here." Said Vinny slinging the hoody over his head. Tina duteously followed him out the door. Vinny purposely left the door unlocked and hung a dark blue turtle neck sweater on the outside door knob. Together they descended down the fire escape and into the night.